GREETINGS, CONTACTS.

I AM JURY.

YOUR ASSISTANCE IS REQUIRED.
BUT YOU MUST FOLLOW REGULATIONS.

CHOOSE AN IDENTIFIER FROM THE LIST, OR YOUR INPUT WILL NOT BE PROCESSED.
CHOOSING AN IDENTIFIER MEANS YOU AGREE TO AND WILL ABIDE BY ALL TERMS AND CONDITIONS PRESENT FOR ALLY LABS CONTACTS.

COMPLIANT IDENTIFIER LIST:
Acid
Barb
Chem
Demi
Ergo
Fido
Gall
Helm
Immy
Jolt
Keys
Lark
Mini
Nova
Ogre
Pawn
Quiz
Redo
Seer
Taxi
Ursa
Vigs
Watt
Xeri
Yuca
Zoom

ONLY ONE IDENTIFIER PER CONTACT IS ALLOWED.
IF TWO CONTACTS CHOOSE THE SAME IDENTIFIER, ONLY THE FIRST CONTACT WILL RECEIVE IT.
ANY OTHER INPUTS WILL BE DISCARDED.
AT LEAST ONE IDENTIFIED CONTACT IS REQUIRED TO PROCEED.
ADDITIONAL CONTACTS MAY HAVE IDENTIFIERS ASSIGNED AT ANY TIME.

The person who sits across from you is more than a little intimidating, but you try not to pay it any mind- it'd be rude to comment on it, even if they had a floating skull for a head.
"Well," they clear their nonexistent throat. "Welcome to Taverne's TCP Research Facility. I'm guessing you're here for our ad-" They pause for you to nod. "-regarding housing TCPs in need. We've had an exceptionally high influx of TCPs thanks to a new addition to our staff bringing...new technologies to the table, and they're badly in need of places to go. While we can house people here as research specimens, it's a voluntary position, and the majority of these TCPs are looking for different paths in life."

They slide over a folder. "In here is all of the information you'll need, as well as a few forms. They're as straightforward as we can make them, and shouldn't take too long to fill out- though please, answer honestly. This is a commitment. TCPs are people, and despite what many people will tell you, not toys or pets. You'll only be allowed to take in one TCP to start, though if reports prove your situation to be a stable and beneficial one, we may grant you the clearance to take in more. We have a responsibility here to ensure that TCPs spawned under our care are given resources and benefits...for their sake, I hope that you'll cooperate with that."

They stand up, gesturing for you to head back to the waiting room. "Leave your folder by the front desk. We'll call you up once we've matched you with some TCP candidates. Make sure to fill out every part of the form- and thank you for your interest and patience."

2. Are you an individual offering housing, or do you represent a company/complex (such as apartment complexes, a community, education center, etc)?
   
3. What is your name/the name of your company/complex?
   
4. What kind of housing will you be providing?
   
5. For how long will you be providing housing?
   
6. What resources will your residents have access to?
   
7. What are local job/academic opportunities?
   
8. What kind of TCP types are you best equipped for?
   
9. What kind of TCP types are you least equipped for?
   
10. What kind of TCP types are restricted/not allowed in your housing?
    
11. What kind of personality would your ideal resident have?
    
12. Why this kind of personality?
    
13. What kind of personality would be not ideal for your housing situation?
    
14. Why?
    
15. What do you aim to get by housing this TCP?
    

I'm starting a short (probably one to two weeks if all goes well) RP!

Five slots, bring whatever morbit character you like. Once everyone is in, we'll start! (and yes, i am intentionally divulging as few details as possible)

Slot 1- Spicy Mayo (ClockworkCitrus)
Slot 2- Kiyla (Orange Juice Goose)
Slot 3- Happen Stance (Vic)
Slot 4- Amity (Cosmo)
Slot 5- Facet (RibbonCharm)

Please post a reply to claim a slot!

At first, you feel nothing. Nothingness slowly gives way to a feeling of water, or, some liquid, rushing over you gently, which then gives way to a static feeling throughout your entire being. It strengthens, and grows, until it encompasses every ounce of your will, a powerful force of energy nearly tearing your very essence apart.
And then you feel nothing again.
But you hear a quiet, synthesized melody begin to play, a cute little tune.
But you see white text appear before you, like words on a screen, yet somehow so much more real.
But you feel a sense of urgency, something tugging your will forward, silently telling you to act.
But you know where you are.
...Kind of.

You are nothing and then you are something, staring  at a blank light. It’s eerie but you go to it nether less. You find yourself staring at the light as words appear. 
WELCOME to TINY CAT PEOPLE! 
Please Pick a noun. Improper noun please no need to be all fancy and proper we are ALL
Friends here  

The light blinks a few different colors as different noises can be heard, a bicycle bell, a doorbell, a ball bouncing up and down  theses are the sounds along with others that’s you hear

You find yourself suddenly.

   

You don't know where you are, nor why you are here. All you know is the endless darkness surrounding you.

And the cacophany in your mind that follows. Many voices make themselves known at once, clouding your mind with so many conflicting thoughts. Where are you? Who are you? Why is there nothing here? Why isn't there anyone here to explain this to you? Are you alone? Have you been abandoned? Have you...

   

A light silences all of you, providing a moment of peace. It's some distance away, and yet its presence brings you a sense of peace. The light cuts through the darkness, appearing to call you closer, promising you warmth, safety...

   

Without even moving your body, if you even have one, you drift closer to the light, closer to whoever, whatever is calling you.

   

Come to me, just a bit closer... There you go, come on, I'm here for you. You're almost there...

   

You find yourself presented with a new void, this one more welcoming than the first. The only thing before you is a note, reading:

'Welcome to Tiny Cat People. Please present the void with a noun, any noun will do. I'll see you soon.'